Chapter 73

"Hula..."

Song Ya flushed the water, went out of the bathroom and dressed with Haley, "let's go." He put on the gold watch and the gold chain that he specially brought to support the gas field. He checked the room again, and they walked out of the master bedroom.

The hallway outside smelled of leaves. "Fxxk!" he yelled, "big a!" Knock on the door of the other bedroom.

"What's the matter?" Big a opened the door vaguely, and there were two women in the bed.

"What did I say? Clean body! Clean! You smell it Song Ya roared.

"Er I can't search their bodies if they don't have to. Besides, everyone has drunk too much... "

Big a yawned indifferently, "what time is it?"

"It's nine o'clock in the morning." Song Ya showed him his watch. "I'll take Harry to the airport later. Here..."

"Don't worry, don't worry. I'll send them away before noon." Big a clapped his chest to make sure.

"Really."

Huhuhu went to the stairway, found that from the stairs to the first floor hall, men and women lying on the floor, the only sober pair on the sofa, is shrinking under the thin quilt, towering and towering morning exercise.

Disposable paper cups, broken glass, shoes, socks and so on are all over the place, stains of all kinds of drinks are everywhere.

A white man was snoring loudly on the stereo he had brought with his a + record, and his saliva was almost a lake on the box.

"My God!" Facing this situation, song Ya can only hold his head and lament.

Hally thought it was normal, "entertainment is like this." She comforts in a low voice, leads song Ya carefully to step down, avoids these drunk into dead dog like people, walked outside the villa.

The cleaning staff of the service company have already started to work. They are packing the bar and other things from the swimming pool with a long net bag. I don't know which girl's lace underwear is hanging on the street lamp outside. A worker is holding a pole to try to hook it off.

"I don't have to. I can go to the airport myself." Harry went out to the door and said back.

"Send it off." Song Ya hugged her, "I just hide out to avoid accidents." There are leaves in the villa. He has to get out of the way.

"Why? So fast? "

A taxi suddenly stopped at the door. Two people had just finished calling upstairs. The taxi company's car should have taken at least 15 minutes to arrive.

It's not what they call it. Delay's white girlfriend comes out of it. "Where's delay?" She asked politely when she saw song ya.

"Er..." Song Ya doesn't know where Dilai is.

Della's girlfriend ignored him and rushed into the villa. Soon, there was a loud noise inside, "I quit my job in New York and came here with you. Is that what you do to me..." Deli's girlfriend's crying spread. Song Ya led Hally in to have a look. In another bedroom, Dilai sat on the bed with her head down and was caught by her girlfriend. A naked black girl escaped with her clothes.

"Dilai..."

Song Ya was silent for him for a second, "let's run." He simply took Harry into the taxi at the door. "To the airport, thank you."

After seeing Hally off, he paid a loss to the service company. Then he sent delay, who was going to New York to recover his girlfriend, bought a Christmas tree and went home to have a hot Christmas with his family. On the evening of the 25th, he went into the Chicago stadium and sat down at the expensive seat nearest to the stadium.

"Don't worry about the camera, your location can't be taken away."

"Don't look left and right and immerse yourself in watching the game. If you watch the game absently, you will lose points among basketball fans."

"Cheer for the bulls. You're from Chicago. It's natural to support the bulls. No other fans in Detroit will blame you for that."

"In a word, don't do anything inappropriate. To watch the game well is to complete the task. We have to do the publicity."

He kept in mind the instructions of the head of propaganda in Colombia, and when he entered the stadium, he completely focused on the game.

After a lengthy pre competition performance and national anthem ceremony, the competition began.

He didn't think much about the basketball game in Detroit before. He took Mira with him to love her. In addition, he even preferred to see the Bulls lose a little, so he couldn't talk about watching the ball.

This time, it was totally different. The Bulls home, the audience are holding the idea of revenge for the failure of the eastern finals. From the beginning, the atmosphere was extremely warm. Song Ya specially guided himself into the game. Soon, he joined the frenzied shouting and became a member of the Bulls fans.

Shen immersed in the game, into the perspective of Bulls fans, he finally found out why Chicago people hate pistons so much. One of the reasons is that they often lose. What's more, the pistons are too dirty to play.

Rough shoulder, maliciously elbow, foot, jump, and then heavy pressure on Jordan, these bad boys almost do everything, especially rambil and Rodman. Song ya, who doesn't think much of the ball, hates the savageness of the ball. When the Bulls failed in an attack, Thomas, the smiling assassin, passed him triumphantly. He even felt the urge to stretch out his legs and trip him upside down.Of course, he resisted and helped the bulls. It was not good for him except to win the news.

Before the end of the first half, the bulls were 43-48 behind, and Jordan scored two points with a smart back dribble.

Song Ya and all the audience stood up and applauded. The deafening cheers almost brought down the old Chicago stadium.

At the end of the third quarter, Chicago beat the score, and in the fourth quarter, the pistons intensified. Every time Jordan cut, he was bound to be accompanied by a vicious "close door". Two strong men ran into him from left to right, and a heartbreaking muscle crash sounded. Phil Jackson, wearing a funny old bow tie, frequently stood up to protest against the referee.

"Foul! It's a foul! " Song Ya also roared with the people around him.

He doesn't know much about the ball. He can feel that Jordan has improved this season. In addition to working alone, he often points out the ball with no fear of confrontation. At the same time, he is very smart. In the face of various double teams and malicious attacks, he flexibly uses his abnormal balance ability to pull the layup, stop jump shot and cheat foul free throws. He is almost omnipotent.

"Will, skill, concentration, desire to win, even luck This guy has all of them

Youready?Let'sgo！

In the final game, the Bulls won 98-86, and Jordan scored 37 points. After the game, he went to the audience and opened his hands. Song Ya and all the audience stood up and applauded him. I really admire him from the bottom of my heart.

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